Chapter 548 I’m a Bit Annoyed Lately

Familiar stage, familiar scenery.

The lighting engineer used a gorgeous technique that could cause epilepsy, opening the curtain of the show.

In the dark contestant area, seven writers for the resurrection competition, including Feng Bujue, were already in place.

The cameraman at the No. 1 position swung the camera lens at a certain frequency, creating a kind of dispensable dynamic feeling.

The director gave an order through the microphone on the headset, and the DJ on the scene played noisy music with a strong sense of rhythm.

The next second, the host came on stage.

Oscar was still Oscar. Today, he was wearing a silver-gray casual suit, dark jeans, headphones in his left ear, and a microphone hanging from his mouth.

Like every previous show, he was not moved by the square dance music around him, but walked to the center of the stage calmly.

The lights stopped suddenly and focused on him.

Oscar looked into the camera and read out the opening remarks in a clear voice: "Welcome to... I am a writer! I am the host, Oscar."

After that, he bowed slightly.

The lights illuminated the audience seats at the right time. Under the direction of the director, four cameras aimed at the audience seats began to move. The moment the audience applauded and cheered, the camera swept over.

The staff had done this opening countless times and were very familiar with it. Unless Oscar accidentally fell on the stage, it would be done in one go.

"Friends on the scene, in front of the TV, and on the Internet..." Oscar immediately continued after a live BGM. "Today is a special day." He paused for a few seconds and turned slightly to the side and said, "Today, on the stage of I am a writer, seven... contestants who are very familiar to everyone have gathered."

After all, he is a professional host, and the combination of tone and some small movements is just right. While speaking, Oscar has naturally stepped back a few steps and came to the front of the contestant seats.

"Since the first episode of I am a writer was broadcast. We have experienced twenty nights like this." Oscar continued. "During this period, our program team has welcomed a total of 26 unique and unforgettable writers." He took a deep breath, "But in the end... only seven people can enter our final stage." At this point, he raised his arm. Forty-five degrees upward. He gestured to the big screen on the scene.

Photos of six writers appeared on the screen. Each of them had their looks and expressions edited to look like mafia, and their pen names were marked below the photos.

Next to the six photos. There was a vacancy, and a black shadow was displayed in the vacancy, with a big question mark on the black shadow.

"Now... there are already six contestants who have gone through many tests and entered the hall of the finals, but..." Oscar continued in a rhythmic tone, "There is still a vacancy..." He waved his arm again and pointed to the contestant seat next to him, "And this opportunity to enter the finals... who will win..."

"Night Fire! Night Fire!" Before the host finished speaking, a group of people in the audience had already shouted, their slogans were neat, their shouts were loud, and their reactions were also very quick, quite like the style of professionals.

The fans of other writers also belatedly called out a few times for the writers they supported, but most of these calls were insignificant and sounded a bit scattered.

"I am a writer - Resurrection Night. Now..." Oscar slid sideways, "... Let's kick off."

After Oscar finished reading this sentence, the lights and the DJ on the scene started to make noise again at the director's instruction...

Then it was time to introduce the contestants (as in previous recordings, the reading of sponsors and advertising slogans were recorded separately, so Oscar's dialogue was sometimes a bit out of place), Oscar read: "Okay, no more small talk, let's see, the seven contestants standing on this 'reversal stage' are..."

The light of the No. 1 contestant position lit up from above. It illuminated a young man wearing glasses and a slightly fat body.

"Contestant No. 1, Soda." Oscar did not give a long and detailed introduction this time, nor did he read the "editor's comments" of the program team.

Because... after a long period of continuous reform, the program has omitted this content and changed it to add the contestant introduction to the bottom of the screen in the form of subtitles later.

There are two main reasons for this change: First, since only one person is eliminated in each round, many contestants will appear repeatedly, so there is no need to read them in every round; second... the time saved can be used to insert more advertisements.

"Contestant No. 2, Yamcha." Oscar's introduction continued, and the lights above the contestant seats lit up one by one as he spoke.

Although he had a pen name that could compete in the world's number one martial arts competition, the writer himself was just a boy with a rather weak appearance. One look at his face showed that he was at most 20 years old.

In fact, Yamcha is indeed only 19 years old this year. He started writing in his first year of high school, dropped out of school in his third year of high school, and started working full-time. Last year, he joined the ranks of first-line online writers with a very popular fantasy novel.

"Contestant No. 3, the spring breeze of reform is blowing across the land." Oscar said again.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties wearing black-framed glasses. His series of science fiction novels are very popular. Uncle Dadi worked as a journalist in his early years and later became a freelance writer. At first, he wrote a science fiction novel of several hundred thousand words out of interest, but he was rejected by the publisher many times. So... he tried to serialize it online. Unexpectedly, it became a hit. And his pen name... is actually just a phrase that popped up when he typed gg twice on the keyboard. Because when he registered the writer account, he didn't think he could become popular. He just casually created the pen name with the mentality of "no one wants this manuscript anyway, so it's better to send it out for people to read than to destroy it"...

"Contestant No. 4, Chainsaw Rose."

This is a "character writer" who is famous for her extremely Gothic style and dress. To be honest... her articles are not popular, and can be said to be very niche. But fortunately, her father is a wealthy businessman and knows some friends in the publishing industry... In this way, her strange articles were printed and sold, and caused a certain social response... Some people say that she is whining without illness. Some people say she is cynical, while others (mostly minors) see her as a spiritual mentor. But no matter what... whether you curse or praise, if someone comments, it means that someone is paying attention. In this era of conflicting ideas, her novels are also unique.

"Contestant No. 5, General Fei."

This is a young man in his twenties. His face is very white, he has small eyes, side bangs, and he is quite fashionable. At first glance, he looks like a Korean male artist. He is also a veteran online writer. He has had quite popular works on popular themes such as urban and fantasy. But he has never really become famous. His slightly thin writing style and fixed plot routines have also been criticized repeatedly. Comments like "poor writing, love to add water, and the creativity is getting more and more boring" can be said to be a daily routine for him.

Oscar introduced while walking, and finally... came to the last two seats.

The seating order of the contestants in the resurrection match is arranged according to the popularity of online voting. The higher the ranking, the later the seat. So Feng Bujue is contestant number six today.

To be honest. Feng Bujue did not expect that the "Soda" brother who had appeared in the same field with him would be the least popular among the seven. Although it is not bad to be able to get into the top seven among the twenty eliminated contestants, the feeling of being at the bottom... must not be too good.

"Contestant number six..." Oscar made a brief eye contact with Brother Jue when he came to his seat. "Bujue."

Two seconds later, Oscar turned around and continued, "And the last... contestant number seven, Ye Zhihuo."

Every time he announced the pseudonym of a contestant, there would be cheers and applause from the audience, and these waves of cheers were increasing. Until the last introduction of Ye Zhihuo, it reached a boiling peak.

Ye Zhihuo is a man under 30 years old, and he does not look impressive. But he is a newly rising Internet star this year, relying on a city masterpiece, he is in the limelight. The popularity of his works is even comparable to that of top writers such as Xuantian Sect and Vegetables and Fruits (see I am a writer - please feel free to complain).

"Okay, as usual..." After the audience calmed down a little, Oscar returned to the center of the stage with a smile, "... The next step should be to name this episode, but..." He changed the subject, "This episode is special because we already have a title." He raised his hand and gestured to the big screen.

Indeed, the words "Resurrection Night" were displayed at the top of the screen.

"Therefore, we will no longer have a naming session this episode." Oscar glanced at the lens with a mysterious look, "And..." After he said these two words, he paused for a long time that made people feel uncomfortable, and then continued, "... The changes in this episode are far more than just this one session. In the resurrection match, we will see completely new rules!"

The DJ then played a few more sound effects, and the lights suddenly flashed, creating a slightly tense atmosphere.

"Hehe... Don't be too nervous." Oscar smiled, "How about this... All the contestants in this episode are our old friends. At the beginning of this episode, let's let them greet everyone one by one and say a few words of gratitude for their return."

At this time, Feiran said through the headset: "Oscar, do it backwards."

The director was undoubtedly helping Ye Zhihuo, because there are only a few clichés like this, which are repeated over and over again. It is better to say it first, and when the next few people say it, the content will definitely be a little repetitive.

After receiving the instructions, Oscar came to Ye Zhihuo's side calmly: "So, let's start with Ye Zhihuo."

Ye Zhihuo smiled at the camera and said: "Hello everyone, I am Ye Zhihuo. I'm back again, and I hope to go further on this stage. I look forward to your support."

These are very simple sentences, which are considered to be standard, and his fans in the audience also responded loudly.

Then...Oscar's difficult time is here again...

"Hehe... I don't realize it." Oscar's smile immediately became a little stiff, "Say a few words..."

"Forget about the self-introduction, you've already said it." Feng Bujue frowned and tilted his face while speaking, his eyes fixed on the big screen beside him. "As for my return speech... I'll just say 'I think I'm still not used to going from obscurity to being liked by others'..." He paused, "But there's another thing I wanted to say a few minutes ago..." He said in a deep voice, "The promotional picture of the seven finalists missing one on the big screen just now... What's going on? Is it necessary to make the pictures look like a wanted list... Is this a selection of writers or seven warlords..." (To be continued..)